The snow fell harder and harder.
The temperature also began to plummet. In just three days, the muddy ground of Right Stronghold Plain had frozen solid.
It was hard enough for the enormous members of the Demon Race to cross.
But it was not yet time to leave.
The Wolf King was still organizing the ranks and assigning tasks, looking ready to make a grand undertaking of the trip to Black Mountain Demon Stockade.
Besides Su Changsheng, this ruler of the Yao Groups was bringing three Seventh-Level Kings, an Eighth-Level Overlord, and numerous members of the Middle and Lower Levels.
It could be said that he had drawn away more than a third of the Wolf Pack's forces in Right Stronghold in one stroke.
It was an unprecedentedly large operation.
"Ah, what possessed you to suddenly decide to go back?"
"The Safe Passage may be open, but there'll still be plenty of dangers along the way. Most importantly, Black Mountain Demon Stockade is riddled with danger right now. It's hardly a good place to develop."
"Besides, I heard..."
Bai Cang hesitated for a moment and glanced around before finally lowering his voice. "I heard those two overlords from the Snake Cave and Tiger Chāng are going too. That means Black Mountain Demon Stockade will have most of the ninth-level demons gathered together..."
"If a dispute breaks out between those supreme beings, can you imagine what that might turn into?"
Su Changsheng nodded, his expression grave.
He naturally knew that.
All the top ninth-level demons were now heading toward Black Mountain Demon Stockade, heralding an unprecedented storm about to form there.
The strange incidents that had persisted in Black Mountain Demon Stockade for over a decade, the various hidden hands behind them-perhaps the time had come for a complete showdown.
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